"Colonel?" Jen said as she found Mac coming out of her office, she had just gotten off the phone with the SecNav.

"Jen, did you get that information I was looking for?"

"Yes ma'am, but there are a few things I'd like to clear up before I give it to you."

"What kind of things?"

"It could be nothing ma'am, just my lack of knowledge of F-14s. I tried to ask the CAG a few questions but he began to get suspicious. Do you think Commander Rabb would be awake enough to answer a few questions for me?"

"He should be, Abi's usually up around now. Let's call him." Mac stepped back in the room and picked up the phone and dialled her home number. Abi now slept fairly deeply so the phone didn't wake her.

"Rabb." Harm answered sleepily.

"Morning flyboy." Mac said she relaxed slightly.

"Sarah. Do you know what time it is?"

"Harm this is me you're talking to?" Mac reminded him.

"Good point. How are things going?"

"Well the good news is that my court martial got thrown out of court."

"So you're coming home?" Harm asked eagerly.

"I guess you missed the good news part, which tends to imply..."

"Bad news, what happened?"

"Obviously you didn't hear, the XO of the Truman arranged a battle stations exercise which involved sending a squadron up but it turned out we were too close to the Italian coast and they didn't have permission to be in the Italian's air space. So I've spent the whole night helping to diffuse an international incident and spent way to much time on the phone with the SecNav and the CNO. Luckily Sturgis is here to help me investigate."

"Sturgis is there?" Harm questioned.

"Yes, he arrived hours ago; the Admiral had him on the first plane out here after I called him."

"Colonel Mackenzie to the bridge." The ship wide sounded. "Colonel Mackenzie to the bridge."

"Harm I have to go, the Captain and the XO have been relieved of command are confined to quarters and the new Captain won't be here for another eight hours at least. So I'm highest ranking officer, so the CNO ordered all command decisions have to go through me, but the Ops is temporary Captain. I just want to call and let you know in case I didn't get a chance to call you for a couple of days."

"Colonel Mackenzie to the bridge." The ship wide called again. "Colonel Mackenzie to the bridge."

"Harm, Jen needs to talk to you. I'll let her explain. I love you and I'll talk to you later."

"I love you too. Take care." Mac handed Jen the phone.

"I'll be on the bridge."

"Yes ma'am." Jen waited for Mac to leave. "Good morning Commander."

"Good morning Jen. Sounds like you're having an interesting day."

"Yes sir." Jen agreed.

"Is Mac okay she sounds... sounds...."

"Tired sir?" Jen questioned. "Sir she only got a couple of hours of sleep at most, she's been on the phone trying to calm everyone down."

"Try and make sure she gets some rest."

"I'll try sir, but I doubt she'll do anything about it until the new Captain gets here."

"So what did you want to know?"

"I have a couple of questions about procedures with launching Tomcats, if you have time to answer them sir."

"I've got until Abi wakes up. So ask away."

"Thank you sir. Firstly..." Jen proceeded to ask her questions and to gain the knowledge she needed.

"Jen, did you notice something wrong with the fuel levels of an F-14?" Harm asked.

"Sir, with respect, I can't reveal that information to you."

"But I can infer from your questions and lack of response that you did."

"If you wish to sir." Jen replied, knowing Harm would take that as a yes.

"I see. Be careful, pilots tend to have an ego problem they don't like being questioned."

"Yes sir. Thank you for all your help."

"Okay, keep an eye on Mac for me."

"Will do sir."

TBC